It feels not right.
I am supposed to be happy (to know that at least there's someone had crush on me) but it doesn't.
It shivers me.
It annoys me.
Really that much.
It has been so long. Too long until I forgot how to be in that phase of madly deeply in love with a stranger.
The last that I had hurts me too much I don't have the guts to have a new one, until now. Too afraid to start everything all over again. I prefer to hurt you now before I probably breaks your heart even deeper, later.
Am sorry dear, still not ready to be involved in one. Not until I feel safer to love and to be loved. Unconditionally.